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Lori

"Hey honey," said Lori, looking at me in her sweet way, "I've got
something to talk to you about."

"What is it? "

"We're having a training class this week. A lot of people I haven't seen
in years are there."

And since we both work for the same large company, I asked her "Anyone
we know?"

"A few. And a couple of people I used to know."

I raised my eyebrows. We've been married nearly 3 years, but together
for almost 10. Of course Lori had many friends before that, including
quite a few men she dated. I knew that some of them still worked for the
company.

"Like who?"

"Johnny Brewster and Horace Newcomb."

"Really?"

I was just a little surprised to hear this. Johnny and Horace had both
dated Lori off and on for several years before I met her. Both were black.

"Did you see them?" I was beginning to wonder why she was telling me
about this.

"Yes. Mostly Johnny, because Horace was tied up with the program most of
the day."

Lori has always been upfront with me about everything so I knew a fair
bit about Johnny and Horace. She openly talked about them early on in
our marriage. Both had been hot sexual relationships, with little or no
emotional side. I knew from my own experience that Lori was rather
submissive when it came to sex, and could imagine how virile black men
might excite her.

"What's Johnny doing these days?"

"He's been married for 18 years and has two kids. He's turned out very
nice."

"What did you talk about?"

"The usual things, news in the company, what we've been doing, people we
used to know." She hesitated a moment.

"Did you talk about the 'old' days?"

"A little."

"Did you get excited talking to him?"

"A little."

"How wet were you?"

"You know me too well, don't you? A lot! And he asked me to have a drink
with him tomorrow after work."

"Without pausing, she immediately continued: "I told him I couldn't see
him alone. He said he understood, and then asked whether you would join
us. I told him I'd ask you."

From the look on her face I could tell that she wanted to see him, but
also that she wanted my agreement. Our marriage was a good one, and I
trusted that she wouldn't do anything to harm it.

It was be up to me to decide. I experienced a rush of thoughts. First, I
was pleased she asked me. I appreciated her trust. Second, I didn't feel
it would be fair to refuse, considering that almost 30 years had passed,
my wife was now 49 and hadn't been involved with any other man since we
met. After all, it seemed harmless enough. I'd been invited, too.

Third, I remembered how turned on Lori had been when we talked about her
escapades with interracial sex. One night when I'd asked her what it was
like she looked starry-eyed and admitted she'd really liked it. After
that we sometimes fantasized together about having a black man in our
bed. I even bought her a big black dildo that she often enjoyed. Never,
however, had either of us talked about making these fantasies a reality.

"I suppose it's OK. I'll go with you, if you want me too."

"Thanks, sweetheart and absolutely, I want you to go. He's really very
nice."

The next morning Lori left for work early before I was up. The prospect
of meeting Johnny was on my mind most of the day. I felt strangely keyed
up, not knowing what to expect.

Lori called to tell me we were meeting Johnny at a hotel close to the
training site. I got there at 6:00 and found Lori waiting for me. I was
rather surprised to see her wearing one of her sexiest dresses, a red
and black short affair that showed quite a bit of her 34DD cleavage.
Lori loves lingerie and high heels. This time she was wearing a pair of
spiky 4-inch pumps that showed off her shapely legs. Her stockings (she
never wore tights) had a black seam at the back. I could imagine what
else she was wearing, probably a push-up and thong.

"The bar is over here," she pointed. We moved toward it. Once again I
wondered what the hell I was doing.

We found Johnny waiting at a table toward the rear. He was nicely
dressed, middle aged, and about my average height. He greeted us with a
big smile.

"Nice to see you, Lori. And a pleasure to meet her lucky husband, Ron."

He offered me his big hand. As I shook it, I couldn't help wondering if
his cock was also big. We sat down and ordered drinks.

"Your wife is as pretty as ever. Hardly changed a bit. Only shorter hair."

Lori smiled, as I acknowledged the compliment. Lori has maintained a
wonderfully curvaceous figure. Her dark hair hung neatly above the
shoulders.

"You look much the same, only older of course, Johnny." He beamed at her
and said: "I'm not doing too badly. I try to keep in shape."

I felt myself relaxing as I sipped my drink. Johnny was engaging and
quite pleasant to be with. We talked for another hour, ordering several
more drinks. I felt myself relaxing more, and Lori was becoming a bit
tipsy.

"Maybe you'd both like to have some champagne I've got on ice in my
room. It's the best, I can tell you."

Lori looked at me. Once again, I had to decide what to do. Perhaps it
was the wine, or the mood, but I couldn't see myself being rude. It's
not that I wasn't aware where this might lead. It's just that I found
myself swept up in the cheerful mood among the three of us.

"It's ok with me," I heard myself say.

"Great! Let's go then." Johnny paid the bill and we left. As we walked
to the elevator I experienced a pang of apprehension. Should I be going
along with this? I was conflicted by the thought that I might be leading
my wife to want this man and also the feeling that I was being a little
paranoid. Deep down, I was curious about what might happen. Looking back
on it, I was excited by the prospect that something would happen.

We got to the room, which was a large suite, with a sitting area and
separate bedroom. Johnny opened an icy bottle of French champagne. We
drank a glass. Johnny put on some music and asked Lori to dance. I was
feeling a little drunk. As I watched them dance, I saw him put his hand
over her butt and pull her to him. As he nuzzled her neck, she began to
moan. Their bodies were grinding into each other.

At that moment I realized that she wanted him. I could see the familiar
signs: Lori was horny. I would have to intervene to stop it. But I
didn't. The champagne had lulled my mind, I guess. But not only that. I
felt a bulge in my pants as the prospect of my wife fucking this black
man came before me. I couldn't move.

Lori looked at me, divining my thoughts. She smiled and then kissed
Johnny. As I watched, she pulled off her dress. Johnny whistled his
appreciation. She swayed before him in her garter belt, stockings, and
high heels. Her firm rounded breasts bulged from her black satin bra and
her large silver-dollar sized areolas were visibly aroused. The mound of
her trimmed pussy was just visible through her sheer black thong
panties. After he took her bra off, he couldn't keep his mouth off her
rock hard nipples. He sucked on them nosily.

My erection hardened. Johnny quickly undressed to his shorts. He then
let Lori slowly pull them off. She pulled the waistband away from him to
bring it down over his penis. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen,
half erect, already thicker than mine when hard and hanging out in front
of him in a long black hose.

Lori knelt before him and took it in her hand. She stroked it gently,
and then put the big knob in her mouth. My cock strained against my
shorts. I almost couldn't breathe. She cupped his fat balls in her other
hand while licking the swelling tool. It grew to enormous proportions,
far thicker than she could suck except for the head. She stroked the
shaft with her right hand as she tongued the tip, all the while
squeezing his balls with her left hand.

For the next twenty minutes, the tension mounted as he breathed more and
more heavily and she slurped and stroked on his huge cock, saliva
dripping from her chin.

"That's it, baby. Suck my cock! You cocksucking slut, I want you to suck
the cum right out of me."

She looked up at him sweetly and continued her task, moving from the
thick shaft to his low-hanging black testicles. She loves to suck on
balls and he had a huge set for her to suck and lick.

Suddenly he groaned and shoved his cock down her throat. He held her
head as he shot his load. Lori swallowed and then gagged. It was too
much for her. He pulled out and shot three more spurts in her face. Some
of it dripped down onto her ample breasts. She gave him a big smile as
she wiped the sperm from her chin to her mouth and rubbed it onto her
hard round nipples.

"Damn baby, that was one good suck. You still know how to suck black meat."

Lori looked at me, still smiling. She came over and put her arms around
me. Looking me in the eyes, she put her mouth on me and gave me a wet
kiss. She reeked of semen. She didn't seem to mind at all.

"Go clean your face, baby, while I catch a breather," said Johnny. He
looked at me and smiled. I suddenly realized that he wasn't finished. He
meant to fuck her.

"I never leave a lady unsatisfied, Ron. And I've dreamed of getting some
more of that juicy white pussy for years, you understand, don't you?"

I nodded.

"I needed that blow job to get ready for her. Now I'll be able to give
her what she wants for as long as she likes."

I realized the evening had only just started.

"Hey Ron, you'll be more comfortable if you undress."

"Have you done this before? I mean, with other couples?" I asked as I
got undressed.

"Yeah. I've been with some nice people like you and Lori. Everybody
always has a good time. You'd be surprised how many white married folks
like to play with a black man."

Lori came back into the room. We drank another glass of champagne.

"Pull off your panties, babe," he ordered. She slipped them off onto the
floor and stood before him. He stuck a finger into her wet slit.

"Damn, you're dripping already. You want to fuck don't you, babe?"

"What do you think?!"

"Let's get on the bed where we can be comfortable and Ron can watch us.
Ron, you want to watch me fuck her?"

"Yeah." I was telling the truth. By this point I really wanted to see
that big black cock penetrate my wife.

He led us to the bedroom. As I knew she would, Lori knelt on all fours
in the middle of the bed, spread her legs and shoved her butt out at
him. Her large pussy lips hanging with excitement and her cunt open
glistening with dew. He got behind, and reached for his cock. It had
remained stiff since his orgasm in her mouth. He rubbed the head up and
down her slit several times getting moans from her before slowly
inserting his swollen black cock head into her. She gave a grunt of
pleasure as it slid in, all the way.

He fucked with long hard strokes, pulling almost all the way out before
plunging again up to his balls. Judging from my own size of 6  inches,
his cock was at least nine inches long. Lori took it easily. I
remembered that it wasn't the first time she'd had it. This was what she
had enjoyed 30 years ago, when she was a fresh-faced girl. I could tell
that she had loved it as much then as she did now.

I found myself masturbating as they fucked. It didn't take long for Lori
to cum. With me she usually cums two or three times. I wasn't surprised
at the second one, or the third. Each seemed a bit more intense than the
last one as she moaned louder and louder her pleasure. I was amazed at
how hard he was fucking her. She had told me that Johnny and Horace had
fucked her hard but I hadn't imagined this. When she reached back so he
could grasp her hands for leverage, he banged her so hard I thought the
headboard was going to damage the wall.

By her fifth orgasm, I knew Lori was entering a new world. She began
writhing with lust as he pumped her. He turned her over, raised her legs
over his shoulders and shoved his truncheon deep inside her. A moment
later Lori shuddered with another orgasm. For the next hour he kept it
up, stopping only to change positions, and once to go down on her,
licking her clit to a series of throbbing climaxes. I could see his
technique: he was going to fuck my wife as long as she wanted to cum.

I remember at one point, split open by his giant tool, with Lori
screaming with ecstasy, he asked her, "You miss this black cock, bitch?"

"Uh, huh!"

"You want more, slut?"

"Yes, give it to me! Give it all to me!"

After that her orgasms seemed to merge into one continuous cum. She was
running out of breath. As the next wave crested he gave a loud grunt and
exploded inside her, filling her hole with his hot sperm.

When they stopped moving and he lifted off her, his cum-covered cock
dripped onto the bed and carpet. I could see it oozing from her
stretched labia.

"Take a turn, Ron. I'm sure she's good for one more."

The sight of her open cunt, running wet with his semen, drove me wild. I
got between my wife's legs and pulled them onto my shoulders. I pushed
my engorged penis into her pussy. It felt hot and wet and wide open. I
felt his ejaculate drenching my balls. I fucked her hard. She responded
quickly, breathing hard as she climbed to another climax. We came
together, clutching each other like lovers on honeymoon.

As I pulled out of her, Johnny came around to her head and offered his
cock to her lips. She reached and grabbed it, using mostly her tongue to
clean their juices from his cock, licking especially around the ridges
on the still huge head and low swinging balls until she had him clean. I
could tell this was something she had done a lot, many years earlier.

Johnny talked to us genially as we got dressed. I was in a daze. Lori
just smiled at us both.

"It's been fun being with you again, babe, and I hope it was for both of
you. Maybe we can do this again real soon. I'm here for the rest of the
week."

I don't remember what we said, only the drive home, then climbing into
bed with Lori, exhausted.

"Honey?" I asked, before I fell asleep.

"Yes?"

"Did you have a good time tonight?"

"Yes. I did. It brought back a lot of memories. Did you have a good
time, too?"

"Yeah, I did too. You want to do it again, don't you?"

"Yes, I want it again very much, if you do."

"I loved watching you fuck a black guy. Yeah, I'd want to do it again."

"That's good. Cause Horace has asked me to have a drink with him tomorrow."

The next morning when the champagne had worn off I was feeling a bit
guilty. As usual, Lori left early for work, leaving me to my thoughts.
Part of me couldn't believe I'd let her have sex with another man. Why
did I gone along with it so easily? Was this something she was going to
want regularly? Would she still be happy with me?

As these doubts percolated I suddenly remembered we had agreed to meet
Horace that evening. I recalled Lori once telling me that Horace had the
biggest cock she'd ever seen, or fucked. I knew the sex had been
something special between them. Should I go along with this? I could
stop it, if I wanted to. All I had to do was call Lori and tell her it
was off. I knew she would do it for me, however reluctantly. The shame
of what had happened last night gave me a reason to take action. I
reached for the phone.

As I did so a vision of Lori with Horace rose unbidden before my eyes. I
could see Lori sucking his enormous penis, then taking it into her hot
cunt. My prick stirred in my pants, hardening into a stiff boner. Guilty
though I was, I couldn't turn it off. In my mind's eye I saw them
together. I wanted to watch him fuck her silly, and I wanted it bad.

The rest of that day I was restless with anticipation. I couldn't help
thinking about the evening to come. I wondered if Lori felt the same
way. When 5:50 finally came, the nervous excitement almost made me lose
my way to the hotel. Lori was waiting in the lobby. I noticed men
staring at her. No wonder, she was dressed like a young whore. She had
on a little black skirt barely covering her thighs, black fishnet
stockings and high heeled boots. Her blouse was so low cut that her
breasts overflowed her demi-cup bra.

"Hi. Did you have a good day?"

"Uh...rather nerve-wracking. And you?"

"I thought it would never end. I can't wait to see Horace."

After two hours of sex with Johnny the evening before I was amazed she
was eager for more.

"Where is he?"

"He should be here any minute."

Just then a black man came into the lobby from the elevator, and moved
toward us. He greeted Lori with a big kiss, and vigorously shook my
hand. He was of average height, yet powerful looking.

"I didn't realize you were going to bring hubby," he said to Lori. "It's
fine with me. The more the merrier." He laughed.

I realized that Lori had not told him about including me, as she did
with Johnny. I also realized that she had already agreed to meet him for
sex.

"Let's go up to my suite. I got plenty of wine and we can have some
privacy." He smiled. As we began walking toward the elevator I noticed
several couples whispering to each other. Anyone could see what was
going on: a slutty white wife and her nervous husband meeting a black
stud for a sexual encounter in a hotel room.

More people joined us in the elevator. Lori's sexy perfume filled the
air in the compartment. I heard someone titter.

Horace's suite was as large as the one we had been in the night before
with Johnny. He offered us drinks.

"It's great to see you again, honey," he said to Lori. "I often think of
the good times we had together."

"I do too."

"God, I remember you used to dress just like you are now. Do you
remember how we used to meet every night and go at it like animals?"

"I'll never forget." Lori giggled.

I could see I was going to be a spectator here. I rather preferred it,
in a way. All I had to do was relax and watch what they would do.

"You see," said Horace, turning to me a moment, "we were so young and
horny all the time. Lori could go all night long." Evidently so could he.

"I'm not quite up to that any more, I think. Maybe half the night," she
laughed. "How about you?"

"Oh, I still do pretty well. The main difference now is I need to rest a
few days before a really big occasion. Like tonight."

"Oh, I know what that means." He eyes sparkled. "How long has it been?"

"More than a week. It should be like old times again."

"Ooooh! And for me, too!" I was a little curious about what all this
meant. It seemed they were going to relive one of their earlier exploits.

"Why don't you strip for me, honey, and let's see how pretty you look
after all these years."

Lori slipped out of her skirt and blouse, unhooked her bra and stepped
out of her thong.

"Baby, you look as sexy as ever! I'm gonna have myself a good time. Now
come over here and see what I've got for you." Lori went to him and
undid his belt. She pulled his pants down, exposing a prominent bulge in
his shorts.

"Go ahead, baby, I know you want it."

She knelt on the floor and pulled the shorts over the bulge. I was
shocked by how big he was. Not just long, like Johnny (even longer, in
fact) but very thick. If Johnny was built like a hose, Horace was a
horse. It was uncircumcised. Half erect, it dangled in front of her nose.

"Have you missed my black cock, baby?"

"Oh, yes. It's just how I remember it."

As it stiffened in her hand I could see his balls more clearly. They
were astoundingly large, all swollen up to fill the big sack. She cupped
her small hand under one of his fat balls.

"They're plenty full for you, honey. Maybe four or five loads, if you're
good to me."

Lori squirmed. "I remember it just like that. Oh, Horace, I want it
all." She began stroking his penis with both hands.

"That's a good girl. Now pull the skin back and let the head out so you
can suck it."

The thick skin retreated as his cock grew to a full erection. Lori
continued to stroke the pole while flicking her tongue around the head.
I could see Horace enjoying himself. Hell, who wouldn't like that
treatment? It occurred to me that if Horace hadn't cum in a week he was
going to be pretty loaded up.

I was right. In less than five minutes he began to twitch as he mounted
to a climax.

"Get ready, babe. It won't be long."

Loir stroked faster. She used both hands in a shuffling motion, one
after the other. His huge erection was pointing right at her face.

"Ahhh, so good!" he moaned as the first stream of creamy semen erupted
from his black penis. It hit her in the face, as did the second. He
aimed his cock down a little and sprayed the next spurts over her
cleavage, drenching her tits. She gave him a big smile, the cum dripping
down her chin, while she licked his huge cock head and continued
stroking his cock with both hands.

"Whew. Let's go into the bedroom, babe. You know what I want now."

I followed them into the room. Lori lay on her back on the bed. Horace
took a swig of his drink, grinned at me, and straddled her until his
penis was between her tits. She pushed them together and he began to
fuck her breasts, well lubricated with fresh jism.

"Do you like that, slut?"

"Yes! Give it to me!"

He fucked rapidly for a few minutes and then slid back and pulled Lori's
thighs apart, he pushed her legs up on to his shoulders and inserted the
huge tip of his organ into her wet, pink slit.

"Ahhhh," she grunted as it went in, not stopping until he had plugged
her to his pubic hairs. He kept it there a moment.

"Do you remember it now, babe?"

"God, yes. I love it! Fuck me, please!"

Horace didn't disappoint her. He plowed into her forcefully, rattling
the bed with his thrusts. It wasn't' look before Lori reached her first
sexual peak. It was soon followed by another, and then one after another
in quick succession. I'd never seen her cum like this.

Horace turned her over and raised her to her knees. He got behind her.

"I know how you wan it, my little white slut."

He slid his thick penis around her ass and then pointed it to her open
slit. He shoved slowly into her vagina, forcing it up to her cervix. She
cried out and then sighed, the pleasure radiating from her face. He
grabbed her hair and pulled her back to him, pumping her butt with
quick, hard strokes. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed red. She hit
another peak of ecstasy, then another. I couldn't help staring as they
fucked each like rabbits.

I thought she would collapse from exhaustion, but she kept up with him,
thrusting back to meet his piston-like fucking. Then they both tensed
and I could tell he was going to cum again.

"Ohhhhh, yes! Oh my god!" Lori twisted as he flooded her with his sperm.
When they finally stopped moving, she was breathing hard.

"Is that what you wanted, honey?"

"Yes. I remember now how much I loved this."

"Take a breather and you can have some more."

Lori went to the bathroom to freshen up. Horace and I refreshed
ourselves with a glass of wine in the sitting room. He stood there nude,
glass in hand, his huge prick, still wet with cum, hanging out in front.

"I'm sure you know what a great fuck Lori is, Ron."

"Yeah." I mumbled. I was still very keyed up. I felt the need for some
relief.

"She takes it like a slut and gives a man what he needs, don't you think?"

"I guess so."

"Well, you sure have one special lady for a wife."

"How long did you and Lori date?"

"Date?" He laughed. "You could say that, I guess. It must have been
almost two years or so. Hardly a day went by we didn't meet."

Geeze! He must have fucked her hundreds of times. I'd never realized
anything like that.

"Not that I was the only one. There was Johnny and several others."

"All black?"

"Yup. She's always loved big black cock. She was a sweet young thing
when I met her. She turned into a hot little cock slut who would fuck
anywhere, any time. She never got tired. I mean, man, she like to go the
whole night till morning and I was too sore to continue."

"I didn't know that."

"I bet you didn't. What's more, if I was tired or unavailable, she'd
take on my friends, sometimes two or three at a time."

"Geez." I was shocked.

"Yeah. That lady always loved cum, the more the better. She could take
it in her mouth and cunt at the same time."

I knew this was true. Lori was a cum queen, if there ever was one. Now I
knew she was a size queen, too.

"Hi, guys," said Lori joining us. "Are you having a nice chat?"

"I was just telling your husband about the fun times we had. Like those
all-night parties we had."

Lori blushed. "That was a long time ago."

"I remember how you loved it, babe."

She giggled. "It was a lot of fun."

"By 'fun' she means taking on several black guys at the same time and
fucking them until they were exhausted."

Lori squirmed. "Well, I was younger then."

"I'm not exhausted now. You want some more?"

"Yes!"

Horace sat on the couch, and opened his legs. Lori knelt before him and
took his cock in both hands. Her tongue caressed the ebony bulb. In a
minute he was rock hard.

"Turn around, honey, and sit on it."

She hovered over him and then started to lower herself to his penis. She
held it steady as she slowly slid down onto it until it disappeared in
her hole. Her eyes closed and she began to rock back and forth. She
lifted off about seven or eight inches and then descended again,
repeating this as she got more excited. She bobbed up and down on the
pole, faster and faster.

"Oh, that feels good," she squealed. I'm cumming!" In this position I
could watch her take the whole shaft up into her belly as she came,
twitching with her pleasure. I felt my penis throb.

Horace lifted my wife off him and stood up. He stood behind Lori, and
leaned her arms against the couch, pushing her ass up in the air. He
spread her legs and entered her from behind.

"Like it this way, honey?"

Oh, yes!"

I remember little of the next hour except the two of them grunting and
moaning as they fucked in front of me in various positions. Finally,
with Lori again standing spread-eagled, Horace shot his last load into
her cunt. When he pulled out, the cum started dripping from the open lips.

"Hubby's turn. Go for it, Ron."

I didn't' need encouragement. I took place and entered the hot slippery
orifice. It felt gooey and a bit loose. Lori gave me a welcoming
squeeze. I few second later I added my own ejaculate to the squishy
pool. I felt exhilarated.

We were dressing to leave, both somewhat exhausted from the evening.

"Hey, babe. Would you and your hubby like some fun tomorrow? I've talked
to Johnny and he's up for a party, like old times. I promise you a good
time. And Ron can see how his lady can enjoy two better than one. Feel
like it tomorrow, honey?"

She smiled at him. "What do you think?" Lori once again put the question
to me.

"Er... I don't know..." I was taken by surprise. Things were moving very
fast. "How do you feel about it?"

"If you'd like it, I'd do it for you. Would you like to see me fucked by
both of them?"

When she put it like that I felt my cock twitch in my pants. Once again
I was on the spot.

"Well, if you want to do it, I'd like to see it. In fact, I think I
would love it."

"Oh, thank you. I promise you'll get a treat." She put her arms around me.

Horace beamed at us. "Great! See you tomorrow, then."

On the way home I asked her again if she really wanted to do it with
both at the same time.

"Oh, yes. I know it can't be like the old days exactly. But I haven't
had this much fun in almost 30 years. Besides you're having fun, too"
she added quickly. She knew me well. I had enjoyed the spectacle from
beginning to end.

For some reason Johnny and Horace decided to meet us once again in the
lobby, rather than in the room. I was beginning to suspect they liked
having the other guests enjoy the view of a white married woman and her
husband being escorted to a hotel room by two black men. It must have
been particularly enjoyable because of what Lori was wearing: a tight
mini-skirt, thigh highs, and four-inch high heels. Until that week, such
sexy outfits had been confined to the privacy of our marital bedroom,
where we both enjoyed them. Now Lori was shamelessly a slut in public.

Back in Horace's suite, we all quickly got undressed. Lori sucked both
black men for quite a while until they were both fully erect. I couldn't
help again admiring the size of their equipment. I wondered how they
were going to do her.

I found out soon. They moved into the bedroom and Johnny got into the
doggy position behind her. Horace knelt in front of her face so she
could lick his balls and penis. I wished I had brought my camera.

Periodically they switched positions. Lori went into her orgasmic
trance; it seemed as if she was cumming nearly continuously.

"You see," said Horace to me, "we take turns so we can last longer. We
each can hold it back while the other one keeps her happy. You like it
non-stop, huh babe?"

"Mmmmm. Yes!"

"That's right," added Johnny. "We learned to team fuck Lori in the old
days so we could go all night. How many loads have your got for her,
Horace?"

"Maybe two, man. I fucked her four times last night."

"I'm not sure I can make two. I'm not as young as I was."

"You ready Horace?"

"Yeah, man"

Horace lay on his back on the bed and pulled Lori over him, cowgirl
style. His fat penis slid easily into her wide open cunt. He pulled her
down over him, exposing her ass to Johnny.

Johnny quickly got behind her and wet the head of his long black snake.
He pushed the black knob into the tight opening. With her cunt filled
with Horace's huge horse cock, she didn't feel any pain as Johnny slowly
inserted his long dick into her ass. She rotated her hips, trying out
the feeling of two cocks in her. Both men began a grinding motion in
rhythm with her.

So this was a DP. I never knew Lori had tried this. I could tell she
liked it. Within a minute she was whimpering.

"Remember this, honey?

"Oh yes! It's been too long. I love it!

This time it really looked like she was having one long orgasm. I
suppose it wasn't, but as far as I could tell Lori just went from one
peak to another. Her lovers' thrusting grew faster as they pumped her
cunt and rump in a see-saw fashion.

Johnny came first, grunting with satisfaction. And Lori, of course, came
with him.

As he pulled out he said, "Take my place, Ron. I think she wants more."

I jumped at the chance. In a flash I slid my throbbing prick into her
oozing ass. I was surprised how open it was. I felt Horace's huge penis
moving beside mine in the other hole. With a superhuman effort I held
off cumming until Lori climaxed again. Having her husband share a fuck
must have pushed Horace over the edge, too. Sighing with pleasure he
emptied his balls into Lori's steaming pussy.

As we all sat back and caught our breath, with cum running out of her
stretched holes, Lori reached down to her messy pussy and started
fingering her cunt with several fingers from one hand and with the other
rubbed her hard clit. I could tell she was in a state I'd never seen
before. She rubbed and stroked harder and faster until she lifted her
ass off the bed and moaned loudly. We all saw that this woman was hot,
horny and wanting more.

Horace walked up to her face, his now hard cock in his hand and asked
her "babe, you ready for this again?"

She didn't answer, she just grabbed his huge cock and started sucking on
the large head, licking all around the crown while using both hands to
stroke it. Johnny came over and started pinching and squeezing her large
breasts. Then he leaned over and wrapped his lips around her huge
nipples causing her to moan even louder. As they continued, Johnny had
started fingering her soaked pussy, getting at least three large fingers
in her and with his thumb, rubbing her clit.

After a few minutes, Lori was squirming, moaning and lifting her ass off
the bed as she came one after another.

Horace pulled his saliva covered cock from her mouth and asked her " You
ready for the big one, babe?"

She told him "It's been years, but I'll try". Not really knowing what
she meant, I was curious.

As she got up, Johnny slid under her and she grabbed his stiff cock and
aimed it at her cunt. Then she just impaled herself on it in one swift
motion! She wanted it bad!

Horace then moved behind her and as she deep-tongued Johnny he aimed his
huge weapon at her asshole. I couldn't believe it. Here was my wife, who
for years had steadfastly refused to let me in her ass, was now
practically begging this hung black man to fuck it while one of his
buddies fucked her pussy at the same time!!

Horace rubbed his huge head on her hole a couple of times and then began
to push. At the same time, I saw Lori begin to push back. She wanted it
bad! When he got the head in, she just slammed back at him until she had
both of their huge cocks sunk to the balls! They began to get a rhythm
and fucked her steadily for awhile.

After a few minutes, they began to speed up until Horace was fucking her
ass so hard, his stomach was slapping her ass loudly and Lori was
moaning and talking t incoherently. Johnny was doing his best to deep
stroke her and to hold on. Finally, they both slowed down and pulled out
of her holes leaving her whimpering and trying to catch her breath.
Horace asked her, as he stroked his rock-hard cock, "You want this cum
in your favorite place, slut?" She looked up and said "Absolutely, give
me all of it!"

Not really knowing, I watched as Horace got on one side of her of face
and Johnny the other and both began stroking their huge cocks faster and
faster. She alternated between the two with her mouth to help keep them
slick with her saliva. Suddenly Johnny exploded! Stream after stream
went on her cheeks, nose and dripped off onto her breasts. Then Horace
let go with an even larger load, I was amazed as he shot it on her face,
in her hair, it went into her eyes and she opened her mouth wide to
catch the last few drops before cleaning his cock with her tongue and
wiping the cum from her face to her mouth. She was now a true cum slut!
And I could tell she loved it!!

They all slowly recovered, and finally Johnny spoke "Now that brought
back memories"

Horace said "Man, didn't it. How about for you, Lori"

"It's been years but yeah it does."

"Ron, did you know you had such a hot wife?" I just shook my head no.

"Bet you didn't know she did this kind of stuff, did you?" As Lori and I
looked at one another I said, "No".

He continued, "She done it with Johnny and me and several more guys all
at one time on many occasions, haven't you babe?"

She again looked at me when she answered "Yes, a few."

Johnny then said, "Ron, you have a very special woman here, I hope this
is all O.K. with you, cause you sure can't change history and you can't
change how Lori is, maybe ignore it or not do it again, but at least now
you know what really turns her on, don't you?"

Lori and I looked at one another as I simply shook my head yes and she
smiled slightly at me.

They then all got up and went to the bathroom to clean up and after a
few minutes came out and Horace said "Man, that was just like the old
days, if I do say. Anytime you wanna get together for a little fun, just
let us know. We'll be glad to meet you anywhere."

Before leaving, Horace kissed Lori and Johnny shook my hand.

"That's right," said Horace. "Anytime you want it again, just give one
of us a ring."

I felt drained, yet happy. This time I didn't hesitate to give the answer.

"We will do that very soon," I replied, giving my wife a hug.


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